Dream Master of Realms

"Second brother, don't be nervous, it's all your own." Li Mu looked at Yang Jian, feeling sincerely cordial in his heart. He gave a marriage to Tanhua Lang Li Xunhuan with the same face, and gave Erlang Shen with the same name and surname in Journey to the West. Be a wild father once, inside and out, unexplainable fate!

Yang Jian twisted his eyebrows, but he was big-hearted enough that when he heard these words, he almost lost his anger.

tension?

Who is nervous?

That mortal dressed in wicked manners is almost scared to pee!

Own person?

A group of people who are deceived and abducted, who are not even as good as the cultivation base of the Snarling Dog, what qualifications are they to be his own?

Do you really think that if you hold Chenxiang, you grabbed his handle?

Naive!

Yang Jian was silent for a moment, and said: "I don't care who you are, leave Liujia Village and bury the agarwood in your stomach. I will forgive you not to die."

"Second brother, don't speak so aggressively! What you see may not be what you saw." Li Mu slowly poured tea into the teacup in front of him, "Liu Yanchang carried Chenxiang in secret for 16 years. You are not curious why we can Did you find him before you? Don’t you wonder why someone with my cultivation level knew in advance that you were coming and made a big table of dishes waiting for you?"

If it weren't for this, you would have died under Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword!

Yang Jian sneered, and the Da Ma Jindao sat opposite Li Mu, looking directly at Li Mu, but did not move his chopsticks.

It's a snarling dog, looking at a table of fragrant food, he can't help but shrug his nose, and his saliva will flow out.

The pre-made meals lose the effect of strong control, but the appearance and aroma will still stimulate people's appetite to a great extent.

Yang Jian glared at the snarling dog, and the snarling dog shrank his neck and squeezed out an awkward smile: "Master, don't blame me, it's so sweet!"

"With your cultivation base, if I take action against you, you will not have any chance." Yang Jian said, "I am the **** of justice. Even if you kill you, no one will hold me accountable."

Li Mu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and threw a blockbuster: "Second brother, we have the same purpose as you. We also want to take advantage of the Three Madonnas to change the decaying heavenly rule."

"Master?" The Snarling Dog was stunned.

Yang Jian ignored the snarling dog and looked up at Li Mu with a bitter gaze: "Yang Jian is a **** of justice, and everything he does is to enforce the law impartially. The Three Madonnas and mortals become biological children, and the sin is deserved. Everything I do is to safeguard the heaven. Hugh is talking nonsense about the dignity of the dignity of the Three Madonnas.

"Second brother, what are you doing in Liujiacun?" Li Mu asked with a smile, "Slay the evildoer Aloes? Or worry that we are not good for Aloes. If you want to enforce the law impartially, Aloes will sleep in the back room, so you don't need to be with us. Nonsense here, with the monstrous mana of your second brother, you can now slap him to death..."

"..." Yang Jian clenched his fists.

"Second brother, don't you plan to drive us away, appear as a villain, and force Chenxiang to leave Liujiacun, forcing him to grow up!" Li Mu looked at Yang Jian with a smile, and lightly pierced his plan.

Click!

The teacup in Yang Jian's hand turned into powder. He stretched out his hand and a three-pointed two-edged sword appeared out of thin air: "Who are you anyway? I don't want to explain my identity. Don't blame Yang for being cruel."

Young Master Feng held his breath nervously, staring at Yang Jian, ready to initiate a transposition at any time.

During the mission, the resurrection of the dead gave Li Mu enough confidence. He was as steady as a mountain, and said with a smile: "The heaven is in chaos, Yuding has the final say."

Yang Jian shook, and looked at Li Mu suspiciously.

He knows the meaning of this sentence best, although the real person Yuding looks unreliable, his cultivation is not good.

But the two apprentices he surrendered had both been in the palace.

The fact that Sun Wukong is his junior, apart from Yuding, Guanyin, him and Nezha, no one else knows, even Sun Wukong himself.

However, the guy in front of him broke a word.

Yang Jian took a deep breath and calmed down: "What is the relationship between you and my master?"

"I can't say it." Li Mu smiled. "It doesn't matter if you ask again."

"After the Battle of Conferred Gods, the twelve golden immortals under Yuanshi Tianzun were ordered by their master to return to the cave and re-cultivation. They would not become true immortals and would not even be able to contact the master if they did not leave the cave." Yang Jian pondered for a moment and glanced at the three. Asked, "You don't seem to be in your early twenties, how did you get in touch with the master?"

"Perhaps it was a dream connection!" Li Mu said, "In our dreams, we knew the cause and effect, possessed magical powers, knew the mission on our backs, and knew that your plan would not succeed. Therefore, we can hurry up before you act. I found Chenxiang and became his master..."

"Just a few of you?" Yang Jian frowned.

"When the real person Yuding taught you, the mana was not as good as me!" Li Mu smiled, "Second brother, you are so powerful, there is no way you can't take the Tiantiao, but you have to poke and endure the humiliation and pin your hopes on Chenxiang. How good is it now, you are fooling the Queen Mother in the sky, and we are teaching Agarwood on the ground. If you change the sky, you have a better chance of rescuing the Three Madonnas openly and darkly..."

Hearing that the sky is secret, the snarling dog buried his head, and dare not let out the atmosphere.

Yang Jian looked away from Li Mu, first glanced at Master Feng, saw the nondescript eyes on the bridge of her nose, shook his head slightly, and turned his gaze on Mu Yebing.

After cooking all night, Mu Yebing's eyes were bloodshot, and he took out a rusty kitchen knife in one hand, and carried a spatula in the other. He was wearing nondescript clothes, and there was not a little mana around him.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like a capable person, even a serious person...

Want him to give Chenxiang's fate to a group of such people?

Yang Jian held the three-pointed two-edged sword again and said, "I can't believe you. In order to achieve my goal, I sacrificed the Three Madonnas. Agarwood is my only chance. Once I fail, I will give up all my achievements. Not everyone is a real Yuding. Unless you can come up with the ability to convince me, otherwise I will not let you go crazy."

"Second brother, I just said that what you see is not necessarily the truth." Li Mu looked at Mu Yebing with Yang Jian's gaze and shook his head, "Well, let's make a bet!"

"What are you betting on?" Yang Jian said.

"Muye Bing is the one with the kitchen knife. He will attack the Skyhound Dog in a while. If you can save the Skyhound Dog in his hands, we will withdraw. We will not interfere with the agarwood matter, and the matter of Tiantiao will be up to you. "Li Mu smiled, "If you can't save it, everything will be up to me, how?"

"Master, bet with him." The Sky Dog looked at Mu Yebing, eager to try, and the guy couldn't even stand steady. Without you, I could slap him to death with one paw. "

Yang Jian remembered the report of the Snarling Sky Dog on Muyebing, was silent for a moment, and opened his eyes to look at Muyebing again.

But no matter how you look at it, he is a mortal.

But for some reason, Li Mu's calmness made him feel a little uneasy.

"Second brother, you won't lose if you win or lose." Li Mu smiled, "After all, our goal is the same, it's all for changing the sky. If you lose, there are more powerful helpers. If you win, you won't be able to continue your principle. Plan, don’t worry, we can still be locked in the Temple of True Monarch..."

"Okay, I bet!" Yang Jian interrupted Li Mu, stood up and looked around, "Go outside the village."

"It won't be necessary, it will be fine for a while. It won't disturb too many people." Li Mu also stood up, walked to Mu Yebing's side, and patted him on the shoulder, "Xiaobing, take a moment, don't really rant. The dog is killed."

"Just rely on him!" Roaring Sky Dog snorted disdainfully, and the big bone in his hand knocked his palm, "You still think about it, he was killed by me, how can I save him!"

"Xiao Tianjun, you are offended!" Mu Yebing bowed slightly to the snarling dog, squeezed the kitchen knife in his hand, and drew a cutting board from the side. After walking a few steps, he came to the clearing and placed the cutting board on a stone. On the stage, he looked at the snarling dog, "please."

"Master, I'm not mistaken! Is he holding a kitchen knife in his hand?" The snarling dog did not move, his eyes were full of weirdness, something abnormal would be a demon, he approached Yang Jian, "The kitchen knife is not a magical tool, right? "

"Ordinary ironware." Yang Jian said faintly, his brows frowned slightly, Mu Yebing's weird behavior made him not know what medicine Li Mu was selling in the gourd!

"Snarling Dog, let's start!" Li Mu gestured with his hand out.

"Don't blame me if you're looking for death!" Snarling Tianquwei laughed, kicked on the ground with his hind legs, and leaped forward, hitting the big bones in his hands against Muye ice.

Holding a three-pointed knife in his hand, Yang Jian looked at the scene indifferently, without any intention of doing it.

In his opinion, the moment when the Roaring Sky Dog saves, the victory or defeat is already divided, because Makino Ice's performance is just a mortal, without even basic physical reactions.